Duskfire Glacier [m] may stars align

Her thoughts were on the here and now. And distantly clinging to the time they shared under the dancing lights. "Just...you. Your company. Our conversations." She murmured, her voice still low. They had few of those moments like the one's she referred back to. But her tone made it clear that she had enjoyed those times. This was more than just the heat radiating off her body talking.

Tzila wanted and hoped for more of moments like those. Even if they were purely conversational and entirely practical. Somewhere beneath those layers, she dared hope there was a deeper meaning under them. Without realizing, her body had stiffened slightly while she had held herself in place, still pressed to the Tundrian. Feeling anxiousness bubble up inside, unknowing of how he may react, with a flattening of her ears she drew back a step.